Submissions by suzzieb
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 10:08am
5th Dec 2017 10:08am
Potent Power
The Potent Power of ladies underwear
sexual seductions start with lingerie,
muddle men's minds and make them prey.
dream of panties feeling great,
Nestling tight in your favorite place.
Intimate attire both physical and visual,
your reactions are hot visceral.
Though soft and fetching and small,
Dainty panties can conquer all.
quick undie glimpse creates commotion,
triggers irresistible emotions.
potent aphrodisiacs in satin and silk,
Will a poor victim's composure tilt.
Feminine lace and delicate designs
A mans heart beats...
sexual seductions start with lingerie,
muddle men's minds and make them prey.
dream of panties feeling great,
Nestling tight in your favorite place.
Intimate attire both physical and visual,
your reactions are hot visceral.
Though soft and fetching and small,
Dainty panties can conquer all.
quick undie glimpse creates commotion,
triggers irresistible emotions.
potent aphrodisiacs in satin and silk,
Will a poor victim's composure tilt.
Feminine lace and delicate designs
A mans heart beats...
#LifeAsAWriter
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2017 10:14pm
3rd Dec 2017 10:14pm
Heart Burns
Hurting heart
Its sad really
Because the only reason I haven't killed myself yet
Is because I don't want to hurt anyone
But the reason I want to kill myself is because everyone is
hurting me
my heart is burning with the pain, of knives stuck in.
They say that over time, it dissipates -
it will drain from you, this never ending pain
it will evaporate like smoke.
It will descend upon you, destroy you;
but will soon release you, and fade.
But with time it instead grows stronger,
demanding to be felt. this pain so...
Its sad really
Because the only reason I haven't killed myself yet
Is because I don't want to hurt anyone
But the reason I want to kill myself is because everyone is
hurting me
my heart is burning with the pain, of knives stuck in.
They say that over time, it dissipates -
it will drain from you, this never ending pain
it will evaporate like smoke.
It will descend upon you, destroy you;
but will soon release you, and fade.
But with time it instead grows stronger,
demanding to be felt. this pain so...
#identity
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
595 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2017 12:25pm
2nd Dec 2017 12:25pm
Later in life
later in life
He is everything to me, yet not enough
my husband , true love so you would think.
something missing, maybe it's my secret kink.
So to banish my insecurities of being depraved.
unlovable maybe.
This seed planted over half a century ago,
now leads me into dark dungeons
behind masks that nobody knows
where ironically sex is harsh and nothing
to do with love, but does give me the kick
I so desperately crave
of being wanted, if only for the whip crack
were taboo meets reality and at least
the orgasmic,...
He is everything to me, yet not enough
my husband , true love so you would think.
something missing, maybe it's my secret kink.
So to banish my insecurities of being depraved.
unlovable maybe.
This seed planted over half a century ago,
now leads me into dark dungeons
behind masks that nobody knows
where ironically sex is harsh and nothing
to do with love, but does give me the kick
I so desperately crave
of being wanted, if only for the whip crack
were taboo meets reality and at least
the orgasmic,...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#lover
#dirty
603 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Nov 2017 6:02pm
29th Nov 2017 6:02pm
GREY
Grey skies, grey mood.
illness around in every room,
Children sick, not nice to see.
The Joys of motherhood,
come with me and
let me count the ways.
sickness, temperatures.
vomit, dirty bedding. holding hands
rubbing necks, soothing tears.
exhausted, Just a bit.
waiting for them all to stop.
So I can catch it, then mom
is on her own. cos moms aren't
supposed to get sick.
GREY SKIES GREY MOOD
illness around in every room,
Children sick, not nice to see.
The Joys of motherhood,
come with me and
let me count the ways.
sickness, temperatures.
vomit, dirty bedding. holding hands
rubbing necks, soothing tears.
exhausted, Just a bit.
waiting for them all to stop.
So I can catch it, then mom
is on her own. cos moms aren't
supposed to get sick.
GREY SKIES GREY MOOD
#nonfiction
568 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2017 2:09pm
27th Nov 2017 2:09pm
BROKEN HEARTED
Why weren’t you there you should have been
You weren’t there
When I told my family you would be!
My knight in shining amour
needed treating for rusty overnight
My so called soul mate had
forgotten he had another half!
Oh how I wish you had been there!
Through all my tremors and my pain
When my life had lost all meaning
my mind was in such distress
I wandered around like a ghost
I always thought that you would be
‘The One’ to sleigh my dragons
You raised me from the fiery pits
of hell ...
You weren’t there
When I told my family you would be!
My knight in shining amour
needed treating for rusty overnight
My so called soul mate had
forgotten he had another half!
Oh how I wish you had been there!
Through all my tremors and my pain
When my life had lost all meaning
my mind was in such distress
I wandered around like a ghost
I always thought that you would be
‘The One’ to sleigh my dragons
You raised me from the fiery pits
of hell ...
#PopCulture
590 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Nov 2017 2:06pm
26th Nov 2017 2:06pm
TIME
TIME
Do you feel the years slipping through your fingers .
Do you feel them slipping faster every year
can you feel the months passing on a dream
feeling yourself slipping further down that hill
When It was only a blink, when we were still teens
There are times I wished I'd stopped to feel
the rain, the wind blowing in my hair.
Dive head long into the snow without a care.
There were moments, I wished I'd followed
my dreams.
Forgetting the fear, that has held me here
All those lost and lonely times in the night.
That insomnia...
Do you feel the years slipping through your fingers .
Do you feel them slipping faster every year
can you feel the months passing on a dream
feeling yourself slipping further down that hill
When It was only a blink, when we were still teens
There are times I wished I'd stopped to feel
the rain, the wind blowing in my hair.
Dive head long into the snow without a care.
There were moments, I wished I'd followed
my dreams.
Forgetting the fear, that has held me here
All those lost and lonely times in the night.
That insomnia...
#death
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Nov 2017 9:57pm
24th Nov 2017 9:57pm
SEX.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE ARE ABOUT TO HAVE SEX, VERBALLY TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, DO YOU FEEL IT, HONEST NOW
.............................................................................
Gaze at me. stare at you
Desire me, crave you
Want YOU, need me
Yearn me, seek you
ache here, throb there
pulse rapid, flare hot
burn inside, intoxicate me
overwhelm you, stun me
stagger upon, fluttered heart
kissing lips, stealing nips
coax you.encourage me
soothe us,brush lightly
bite hard, scrape lightly
scratch to mark,nip to taste...
.............................................................................
Gaze at me. stare at you
Desire me, crave you
Want YOU, need me
Yearn me, seek you
ache here, throb there
pulse rapid, flare hot
burn inside, intoxicate me
overwhelm you, stun me
stagger upon, fluttered heart
kissing lips, stealing nips
coax you.encourage me
soothe us,brush lightly
bite hard, scrape lightly
scratch to mark,nip to taste...
#lust
#erotic
#dirty
#crush
#sexy
1100 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Nov 2017 8:29am
24th Nov 2017 8:29am
Sex and Sex and Sex
Does sex and sex and sex
fill up your mind
Entirely, when you settle
down to read?
It seems that sex and sex and sex
induces deep-seated sins of lust.
Such is our need.So it's with sly delight,
I plant each word,
Though some protest at how rude I can be,
This sex and sex and sex may seem absurd,
And build a vertigo within your head.
You may seem dizzy, but I am obsessed,
With penetrative insights of your form,
My sex and sex and sex might interest,
Please remember, with these words I've spent
the desire that lurks in...
fill up your mind
Entirely, when you settle
down to read?
It seems that sex and sex and sex
induces deep-seated sins of lust.
Such is our need.So it's with sly delight,
I plant each word,
Though some protest at how rude I can be,
This sex and sex and sex may seem absurd,
And build a vertigo within your head.
You may seem dizzy, but I am obsessed,
With penetrative insights of your form,
My sex and sex and sex might interest,
Please remember, with these words I've spent
the desire that lurks in...
#sensual
1291 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2017 11:45am
22nd Nov 2017 11:45am
FEEL
FEEL
The breath of his mouth, touching her face;
the heat of her body, caress each place;
the stroke of his tongue, as he tastes her skin;
the beat of their pulse, as they begin.
the soft tender flesh, as they start to move;
the warm tenderness, as they pick and choose;
the moisture of sweat, when they try to hold back;
the hot heated moment, when they make their attack.
Feel ~
the drum of his heart, as their bodies approach;
the deep inner walls, of the passion they coached;
the sounds that vibrate, when their lips press...
The breath of his mouth, touching her face;
the heat of her body, caress each place;
the stroke of his tongue, as he tastes her skin;
the beat of their pulse, as they begin.
the soft tender flesh, as they start to move;
the warm tenderness, as they pick and choose;
the moisture of sweat, when they try to hold back;
the hot heated moment, when they make their attack.
Feel ~
the drum of his heart, as their bodies approach;
the deep inner walls, of the passion they coached;
the sounds that vibrate, when their lips press...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#dreams
#lover
994 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2017 11:43am
22nd Nov 2017 11:43am
Rebooting
If anyone asks you,
By illicit instant message,
Or erotic email,
how the perfect satisfaction
of all your sexual wanting
will look; lift your face,
Smile mysteriously,
and say: "I'm rebooting."
By illicit instant message,
Or erotic email,
how the perfect satisfaction
of all your sexual wanting
will look; lift your face,
Smile mysteriously,
and say: "I'm rebooting."
#strength
#funny
553 reads
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